Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?

A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest

Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life

Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly

To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く